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sirius black being the cockiest mf ever trying to impress his crush and she is not impressed in the slightest to the point he starts getting really shy around her because he no longer knows how to act if his usual bravado doesn't work

but turns out just being his dorky, vulnerable, and still (softer) flirty self works like a charm!!

Sirius would totally the most cocky and immature tactics to get you to go out with him. it would be romantic for sure. im picturing the dance number that heath ledger sings in “10 things i hate about you.”

I hope you enjoy!

𝐂𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐲 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐟𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮 | 𝐒.𝐁

summery: after Sirius gives up on his boastful ways of flirting, you turn the other cheek and notice the popular marauder is sweet and dorky on the inside.

warnings: not proof read. one inappropriate joke, but that’s all 🫶🏻

pairing: sirius black x reader

Sirius Black was a charmer. That was for certain. Rumors spread like the plague of his roughish ways. You were not a fan of him, which was unfortunate for you because he was a fan of you. Constantly. Every chance he would get, he would flirt you up in the hallway.

“Hey y/n, what are you doing later?” He would ask you. You replied with, “McGonagall’s transfiguration essay.”

Sirius just smirked and returned with his cocky banter, “That’s a shame, I wish you’d do me instead.” He grinned, James and Peter behind him laughing.

It wasn’t genuine, or at least that’s how you felt. You rolled your eyes and replied with, “You wish, Black. In your dreams.”

You walked away with out seeing or hearing Sirius’ response. It frustrated you to no end that he would joke that way. You wanted to save him the trouble. He was obnoxious and too cocky for your own liking.

You missed when he was sweet and genuine. Not the popular boy that has become a staple at Hogwarts.

Sirius on the other hand, genuinely did want you. But no other tactic had gotten him a date. The rumors were misconstrued and he put on a cocky front. But in reality he was just as shy and dorky as he used to be.

One night after a hogsmeade trip, you were reading in the Gryffindor common room. It was a nice quiet night by the fire place. But all of a sudden, Sirius showed up, sat in an arm chair near you and started playing with wizarding cards.

“Could you keep that down?” You asked him, looking up from your book.

You expected a witty and cocky calculated response, but instead Sirius looked flushed. He ran a hand through this shiny hair and nodded, a little shy.

He gave up on impressing you and being so boastful. What did he have to lose? “Yeah sure, sorry.” He replied.

Sirius’ response continued to surprise you. Where were his annoyingly witty comments and jokes? Why wasn’t he flirting?

“Are you okay?” You asked, now a little confused.

“Yeah I’m fine,” he replied, lookin over at you. In his mind you looked so beautiful sitting by the fire. “Urm—actually I wanted to apologize. For making you so upset. I just think you’re really pretty an all. But I’m taking the hint and I’ll stop.”

He sounded so sweet about it and vulnerable. This was the Sirius you liked. The genuine one.

You smiled softly, “Thank you for the apology Sirius. I appreciate it. But you really think I’m pretty?” You asked.

He nodded, continuing to be sincere in his response. “Yeah, could never take my eyes off you love?” He said. It was straightforward and flirty but absolutely adorable and dorky.

You blushed. Why couldn’t be t he like this all the time?

“I like you like this.” You said, with a small smile. Sirius flushed.

“Y-you-u do?” He asked, a little surprised. This was the first time you’d shown him affection.

“Yeah. I mean when you aren’t being so boastful and cocky around me. I like the genuine you, Sirius.” You said.

With that, he sat up and walked over to the couch. He sat next you and both were facing each other.

“Sooo, I guess what you’re saying is???” He teased. You lightly pushed him and laughed.

“I’m saying if you tried to ask me out in a less boastful way. I would say yes.” You explained, blushing.

Sirius felt like he’d won the jackpot. “Really?! Uh I mean oh that’s cool.” He said, earning another giggle out of you.

“Y/n, will you go out with me?” He asked, sincerely.

You nodded, “Yes Sirius, I will.”

REBLOG y se cumplen tus deseos.

Sola

Suelo decir que estoy sola Y que eso esta bien, que estoy bien Pero no es así, no está bien no estoy bien y si estoy sola Y no hablo del hecho de estar sola solo por decirlo En realidad sí estoy sola, puedo pasar días sin ver a otra persona que no sean mi madre o mi padre y solo los veo por están en la misma casa Pasó días sin hablar o recibir un mensaje Sin un contacto que no sea necesario Cuando hablo de estar sola se de lo que hablo Y no no está bien No me gusta Y estoy llegando a muchos límites No sé si aguanto otro día

Reblog the villainous Lucifer-Djinn for “good” luck.

May he donate you a dollar from the bank he robbed.

because Ginny knows it before they do.

Hii, I have a request for an audio.

1. Ben Barnes

2. M4F, M4A

3. Fandom: Narnia, The Marauders, Sirius Black

4. British Accent, Calm voice

5. Sleep Aid, Comfort audio, BFE

Billy Russo from The Punisher?

[M4F] Your Boyfriend Gets Too Excited Watching You Try On Halloween Costumes

[Improv] [British Accent] [Mdom] to [Msub] and back again [Switch] [Facefuck] [Cunnilingus] [Begging] [Moans] [Playful] [Dressing Up] [Dressing Room] [Creampie] [Mutual Orgasm] [Aftercare] [whiny] [Condescending] [worship]

Creator Reddit: u/TamlinsTears

Spoopy 🌿👻🪦👻🌿

Overgrown Cemetery, the first prompt for Drawtober!

Lilo & Stitch credits art 

Yo sola

Yo sola me rompo Yo sola me coso Yo solita empujó y me caigo Yo solita corro hacia el barranco Yo sola puedo a propósito romperme el corazón Y lo hago para entender y grabarme en la mente Que solo una persona que hará reaccionar positivamente este corazón a escuchar que no fui primero, pero si fui última con la que quiere pasarlo Él y solo él, quien alcanza mi corazón, el que no me deja sola Que quita mi mano antes de romperlo Que me quita al aguja de la mano y el mismo usa su hilo Que antes de que pueda empujar y caer me atrapa Que no me deja correr al barranco porque ya toma mi mano Que no me deja encontrar razones para romperme a propósito